Seventeen Imagines III

#95 "Score to My Heart" (part 5)

One fell in love at first sight. The second fell in love after knowing her better. And the third guy just realized his feelings after finding out her one-sided love. To win in volleyball game, matches are played best of five sets. The first four sets are played to 25 points and the last set played to 15 points. After the long tiring play, the winner will advance at the next game.

With the team's level-head setter,  resilient libero, quickness of middle blockers, strong wing spiker, defensive specialist and versatility of the ace, Seungcheol led his team with countless wins as the captain. It wasn't impossible to get the trophy as long as there's strict training and discipline. But starting from now on, Seungcheol - the captain, Joshua -the libero and Jeonghan, the setter, will start another game that doesn't requires training, points or sticking by the rules. Their trophy is not made of gold, silver, marble, wood or any other metal figures. Instead, it is something that breathes, smiles, cries and loves - (Y/n).

There are no sets in this love game. It could be endless as long as no one was lucky to have her hand. But one thing is for sure; it would be an intense match. Are they ready? Even if not, the ball is already up in the air.

"Woah!" (Y/n) gasped as she stared at the food in the table. She's hungry but not to the point she'll gasp in front of a piece of meat. Her reaction was too excessive as if she already calculated it from the start.

Seungcheol, Joshua and Jeonghan, who are sitting at the same table with her, looked at (Y/n) in unison. They all remembered what they did last night before the sun rose; Joshua asked her to put a pain relief path on his bare back, Jeonghan told Seungcheol that she and him caught their captain kissing a woman in the storage room, and Seungcheol went out to get some fresh air then accidentally overheard (Y/n)'s resolve of ending her unrequited love for their captain.

Today is the third day of their two weeks in this hellish training camp and that means more days are about to come in this penthouse. Players can endure sore muscles, thanks to the patches. But for Seungcheol, Joshua and Jeonghan, there is no cure to their overflowing feelings, whether it's a secret or not.

"Hey, take your time eating. You'll get indigestion," Jeonghan worried before he poured water to her glass.

The meat she's eating choked her throat and so she picked up her glass. "Ugh, why..." she coughed with frowns. "...why's the water is too hot?"

"Cold water is not good in the morning," Jeonghan chuckled.

"No. I know that, of course. But this is too much. It supposed to be just warm."

"Really?" Jeonghan poured water on his cup. When he took a sip, his tongue peeked out of his lips. "Huf pepeyrd dit?! Ayn tornd nyan tang," he complained while biting his tongue. As if everyone has automatic translation machine on their ears, they understood it as: Who prepared this?! I burned my tongue."

So they looked at each other until one confessed, "Me." That manly voice they always hear before after the trainings resonated inside the dining area. "I maybe accidentally put too much hot water in the pitcher. Sorry," Seungcheol apologized. He bowed his head before he stuffed spoonful of rice in his mouth.

While (Y/n) staring at him, she remembered the oath she made last night - that she'll stop liking this man starting from today. However, how could feelings change overnight? Even now that she watches his puffed cheeks, she finds him very cute. 

"How could you make such mistake?" Jeonghan teased their captain. "What if it burned our precious manager's throat? You should apologize to her." He pointed (Y/n), therefore Seungcheol met her gaze. She was so surprised she forgot she's been staring at him for too long. It was too late to avoid his eyes so she stayed gawking at him.